#WelshWriters
The force that through the green f… Drives my green age; that blasts t… Is my destroyer. And I am dumb to tell the crooked… My youth is bent by the same wintr…
Before I knocked and flesh let en… With liquid hands tapped on the wo… I who was shapeless as the water That shaped the Jordan near my ho… Was brother to Mnetha’s daughter
Do not go gentle into that good ni… Old age should burn and rave at cl… Rage, rage against the dying of th… Though wise men at their end know… Because their words had forked no…
When, like a running grave, time t… Your calm and cuddled is a scythe… Love in her gear is slowly through… Up naked stairs, a turtle in a hea… Hauled to the dome,
When once the twilight locks no lo… Locked in the long worm of my fing… Nor damned the sea that sped about… The mouth of time sucked, like a s… The milky acid on each hinge,
We lying by seasand, watching yell… And the grave sea, mock who deride Who follow the red rivers, hollow Alcove of words out of cicada shad… For in this yellow grave of sand a…
Foster the light nor veil the mans… Nor weather winds that blow not do… But strip the twelve-winded marrow… Master the night nor serve the sno… That shapes each bushy item of the…
Incarnate devil in a talking snake… The central plains of Asia in his… In shaping-time the circle stung a… In shapes of sin forked out the be… And God walked there who was a fi…
It is a winter’s tale That the snow blind twilight ferri… And floating fields from the farm… Gliding windless through the hand… The pale breath of cattle at the s…
Especially when the October wind With frosty fingers punishes my ha… Caught by the crabbing sun I walk… And cast a shadow crab upon the la… By the sea’s side, hearing the noi…
'Find meat on bones that soon have… And drink in the two milked crags, The merriest marrow and the dregs Before the ladies’ breasts are hag… And the limbs are torn.
I could never have dreamt that the… in the world between the covers of… such sandstorms and ice blasts of… such staggering peace, such enormo… such and so many blinding bright l…
There was a saviour Rarer than radium, Commoner than water, crueller than… Children kept from the sun Assembled at his tongue
Where once the waters of your face Spun to my screws, your dry ghost… The dead turns up its eye; Where once the mermen through your… Pushed up their hair, the dry wind…
There was an old bugger called Go… who got a young virgin in pod. This disgraceful behaviour begot Christ our Saviour, who was nailed to a cross, poor ol…